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My daughter, Kayla is the apple of my eye, the very definition of a “daddy’s girl”, but at sixteen she has found different interests and our father/daughter time has diminished greatly. The times we spent watching horror movies together have been replaced by her going to the mall with her girlfriends, cheerleading and going on dates. So I have to say I was elated and a little more than surprised this past weekend when my wife went out of town to spend a week at her mother’s house and my daughter asked me as we ate breakfast that Saturday morning if we could “watch some scary movies tonight, just like old times.”
“Absolutely we can, angel,” I said to her while grinning from ear to ear.
“Great!” she exclaimed “Kendra and I are going to the mall this afternoon and I’ll pick us up a couple of movies while we’re there.”
After breakfast I headed outside to take advantage of the beautiful spring day to do some much needed lawn work and as I was shirtless and planting the spring flowers in the natural area by the front porch Kayla’s friend Kendra arrived at the house. We spoke briefly until Kayla opened the door to greet her friend and they went inside. As the door closed I could have sworn I heard Kendra say to my daughter “Your father is sooo damn sexy” but I decided that was just my wishful thinking as I have to admit I’ve had some naughty thoughts about Kendra in the past. And who wouldn’t? Kayla and Kendra could almost pass as twins. They’re both about five foot three and one hundred and five pounds of brown haired, green eyed walking dynamite.
They were still at the house deciding what they were going to wear to the mall when I finished my yard work and passed my daughter’s room on the way to my room to take a shower. Kayla’s door was closed but I know what I heard this time. Kendra and Kayla where talking about me and I stopped at the door to listen.
“Kayla I swear, your dad’s tattoos and bald head, he really turns me on.” Kendra said to my daughter.
“Shut up Kendra,” my daughter giggled “that is my daddy you’re talking about.”
“I bet he’s hung like a mule, too,” Kendra continued.
Having my ego sufficiently stroked and not wanting to get caught eaves dropping by my daughter I continued down the hallway to my room and jumped into the shower. I fantasized about fucking my daughter’s friend while I cleaned myself, toweled dry and stepped naked to the bathroom sink to shave my face and head.
My bathroom door opened and my daughter stepped in.
“Christ, Kayla!” I exclaimed in shock as I turned to grab my towel and wrap it around me, but in my surprise I turned toward my daughter instead of turning my back to her and I could have sworn I saw her eyes drift down to my eight inch cock before I could get the towel around me waist.
“Oh my god, I’m sorry daddy” Kayla said as she raised her hand to cover her eyes. I appreciated her effort to pretend she hadn’t seen me but it was too late, I knew she had even if I was wrong about her intentionally glancing down.
“It’s ok, sweetie, I’m covered up now.” I said and she lowered her hand “what is it angel?”
“I was just going to tell you that Kendra and I are going to the mall now but I’ll be back with some movies for us to watch.”
“Okay angel,” I said “Have fun.”
Once they left I got into bed to masturbate while fantasizing about my daughter’s friend but got to a certain point in my fantasy and the image of my daughter in my bathroom glancing at my cock flashed in front of me and I stopped. Kendra’s father Jack was a friend of mine and I would be pissed if he were fantasizing about Kayla. I had to show him the same respect I would expect from him.
Then the evening came. Kayla brought home two movies one I had seen, the re-make of “Texas Chain Saw Massacre”, but that was okay because I love the movie, and one I hadn’t “The Last House On The Left”. I was already in my Tommy Hilfiger lounging pants and a t-shirt and stretched out on the couch ready for the movies when my daughter came into the living room with popcorn and sodas for us both. She was wearing her white over-sized sleeping shirt with “Daddy’s Girl” printed on the front that I had given her as part of her fourteenth birthday presents.
She grabbed the first DVD and bent over to put it into the player and her shirt rode up just a little and I couldn’t help but notice how smooth, tanned and shapely her legs were. It didn’t surprise me, my daughter was beautiful just like her mother, but it did surprise me that it turned me on a little. She started the movie and sat in the recliner with her legs folded under her, Indian style, I glanced over at her and under her shirt I could see that she was wearing only a pair of pink panties under her shirt.
And I could see the outline of her sixteen-year-old pussy through her panties.
And that turned me on even more. I shamefully found myself paying more attention to her than the movie, “Texas Chain Saw Massacre” and I was relieved that as the movie became more and more intense that she grabbed the bottom of her shirt, clinching it tightly and pulling it down covering her panties.
“Thank God” I thought to myself before I noticed that her shirt was now pulled tight against her perky, young, firm breasts and her nipples were pushing out against the fabric. Shame rushed through me as I felt my cock begin to stiffen and I decided not to look at her anymore. I was relieved when she got up from the recliner and dimmed the lights saying “This will make it scarier.”
The movie ended and Kayla changed the disk to the movie I hadn’t seen “Last House On The Left” before approaching the couch and standing by my feet.
“Scooch!” she said.
“No” I smiled at her “The couch is mine”
“Scooch over daddy, please” she begged and not wanting to appear as if anything was wrong I did as she wanted and moved to the back of the couch so she could lay down in front of me. With her young, perfect body pressed against me and the aromas of her hair, her perfume, her skin wafting through the air I felt my cock begin to stir again so I moved my hips away from her pushing against the back of the couch. The movie was pretty good and I was glad it peeked my interest because it took my attention away from the perverted thoughts I was having about my daughter.
Until the rape scene. With sex on the screen, no matter how disgusting it was, and my daughter’s body against me my cock took a mind of its own and grew hard as steel. I pushed back against the couch even more but to my frustration my daughter recoiled from the dark images on the screen and her ass pressed firmly into my full-blown erection.
“Oh fuck,” I thought to myself, praying that she didn’t notice it but realizing there was no way she couldn’t have. Her ass was pressed firmly against it and despite my wishes my cock grew even stiffer. Luckily after the scene ended she moved forward a little and as the movie progressed my cock softened. Thankfully my daughter said nothing about it either.
That movie ended and even though it was still relatively early for a Saturday night we cleaned the living room and we both proceeded to our beds. When I got to my room I took my clothes off and climbed into bed wearing nothing but my boxer/briefs. Once under the covers I pulled the waistband of my underwear down with my left hand as I began thinking about my daughter and started masturbating with my right. Until my bedroom door flew open.
“Daddy, can I sleep with you tonight?” my daughter asked, still wearing her “Daddy’s Girl” shirt and her hair pulled back in a ponytail.
“God Damnit!” raced through my head as I jerked my hand off my cock and released the waistband of my shorts.
“Kayla” I said with frustration in my voice before she interrupted me.
“Daddy, I’m scared,” she said.
“Okay, Angel.” I replied as she lifted the covers, got into my bed and before I could turn to my side away from her she laid her head on my shoulder with her arm across my chest and her hand on the opposite shoulder. We laid there in silence as I pretended to go to sleep, knowing there was know way I could with my cock getting harder and harder from her body against mine. And then she propped herself up on her elbow, leaning over me and staring into my eyes. Her young tits hung down with her nipples brushing against my chest, seductively.
“Daddy, was it the movie or me?” she asked.
“Was what you or the movie?” I asked back dreading her answer.
“You can’t answer a question with a question,” she said with mischief in her voice as her hand moved from my shoulder to my abdomen.
“Sweetie, I don’t know what you’re talking about.” I lied and despite the shame and fear racing through my mind my cock still wouldn’t go down.
“Yes you do, Daddy,” she said, emphasizing the word daddy and smiling at me as she sexily bit her bottom lip “Was it me or the movie that made your cock so hard”.
“Shit” I thought. There it was, the truth was out, everything, my daughter had made me hard and she knew it. I breathed a sigh of agony trying to gather my thoughts when her hand slid down my stomach and under the waistband of my shorts, grabbing my still hard cock.
“So it was me” she smiled as began stroking my cock “I was hoping it was me.”
“Kayla” I said in a weak voice of shame and admission “Kayla, we can’t,” I continued meekly.
She threw the covers off of us and moved between my legs before grabbing the waistband of my shorts and tugging them down. I was powerless to stop what was happening and against my will I lifted my hips off the bed so that she could remove my underwear. She tossed them on the floor and grabbed my stiff cock. “Damn that’s huge,“ she said and then she bent down and took my eight-inch cock between her moist lips. I moaned in pleasure as her tongue danced across the head of my cock and down my thick shaft. Her head slowly slid up and down my cock, wetting it with her saliva as she stroked the base of it with her left hand.
“Oh, baby” I moaned, enjoying the eroticism of my own daughter sucking my dick. She brought me close to cumming before sitting up and lifting the tail of her shirt up and over her head, tossing it on the floor beside my shorts. As her shirt rose I saw that she had already removed her panties before entering my room, her pussy was shaved smooth and her pink pussy lips were already wet and glistening with desire in the dim streetlights shining through my window, her full, round tits stood firm from her chest and her nipples poked out hard and proud. I took in the beauty of my daughter’s face and perfectly toned body before she straddled my hips and grabbed my cock aiming it for her sweet, wet pussy and impaling herself on me. We both moaned in delight as her cunt slid down my cock and she grinded her clit against my pelvis. Her pussy felt like a liquid velvet vice squeezing my shaft and she arched her back and pinched both of her nipples as her hips rotated against me, working my cock around inside her before leaning forward and placing her hands on the tattoos on my chest.
“Oh, Daddy, your cock is so fucking big” she panted as she rocked her hips, sliding her pussy up and down my thick shaft “it feels so good”
She moaned again in pleasure as I began massaging her firm tits and pinching her nipples while thrusting my hips up into her as her pussy slid back down my cock, forcing the mushroom head of my dick deeper inside her.
I wrapped my arms around her, pulling her tight against my body and rolled us over with me now on top of her. I kissed her deeply as I began slowly pumping my cock inside her, making love to my daughter. Inch by inch I pulled my cock back against her tight, slick pussy walls until the head of my cock almost left her and then slowly pushed my way back in until I felt the lips of her cunt against my shaved balls until she wrapped her legs around my waist and with her feet on my ass urged me to quicken the pace.
“Fuck me daddy” she pleaded as my tempo increased, pumping my cock harder and harder into my daughter’s sweet little sixteen year old cunt.
“Fuck me daddy. Fuck me daddy” she screamed louder and louder as I drove my cock deep inside her. She raised her feet into the air and spread them as far apart as she could, her cunt tightened on my cock and I rose up to my knees, grabbing her ankles and pushing them over her towards the headboard of my bed.
She reached between us, between her legs and began furiously rubbing her clit, moaning in pleasure and still screaming, “Fuck me daddy”.
I was plunging into her as hard and deep as I could and her moans turned into high-pitched yelps as her fingers quickened on her clit. Her eyes were clenched tight and her head rocked from side to side, her pussy grew wetter and slicker as it squeezed against my pistoning cock “Oh daddy I’m cumming” she screeched as she arched her back and her hips thrashed against my cock attack and I felt her sweet pussy juices flooding over my cock and down my ball sack, drenching my sheets.
“Oh, oh, oh, oh” she moaned while her body’s twitching slowed and her breathing became heavy. Her cheeks flushed and her bangs were damp with sweat. My daughter had never looked more beautiful to me and I wanted to make her cum again.
“No” she protested weakly as I pulled my cock out of her soaking wet twat, but her protests turned to moans of pleasure as I bent down and kissed her pussy. Her cunt smelled and tasted wonderful and I eagerly pressed my face into her soaking my face with her juices as I pushed my tongue inside her and licked up through her lips to her clit. I danced and circled my tongue over her love button, kissed it, sucked it as she began pressing her cunt firmly against my mouth and gyrating her hips while her moans of pleasure once again turned to high pitched squeals.
It was only a matter of a minute or two before my daughter started screaming at the top of her lungs “Oh God Damn I’m fucking cumming again. Oh yes, daddy eat that fucking cunt, oh, eat that pussy” and her pussy juices once again flowed from her cunt, covering my face and neck.
She rolled over to all fours, pushing her ass in the air “Put it back in” she begged me as her hand returned to her clit “Daddy, push that big fucking cock back inside me.”
Back on my knees I grabbed her hips from behind as she guided my cock back inside her.
“Oh god, it feels even bigger,” she moaned.
I began fucking her as hard as I had before, furiously pumping my cock deep and fast into her soaking wet cunt. I grabbed her ponytail and pulled back on it as she moaned in pleasure. “Give it to me daddy, give it to me” she begged me “Fuck me hard, cum in my pussy. Cum in my pussy daddy. I pumped harder and harder until she reached between her legs and began rubbing my balls.
“Cum for me Daddy, Oooohhh, cum inside me. Dump that load in my fucking cunt,“ she moaned.
Her hand working over my balls was all I could take. I let go of her ponytail, grabbed her hips again and plunged one last time deep inside my daughter with one last powerful thrust, driving Kayla forward off of her elbows and forcing her face into the mattress. I threw my head back, my back arched, my body trembled and I screamed like an animal as my cock pumped blast after blast of cum deep inside my baby girl. I pulled out of her and watched my load pour out of her pussy before slumping to the bed. We both laid there on the bed, spent and panting from the exertion until my daughter crawled over to me, licked my cock clean and then draped her body over mine and we went to sleep.